Random Free Verse Poems (29,540)

And yet again, I sit in darkness.
And look around and see the starkness,
Of this life that I live,
And the dying fruits of what I give.
And of the mistakes that I make,
And feel the pains that I take,
And must wonder why it is this way,
And hope and pray for a better day.
So long it has been since I sat here communicating my pain,
Writing my thoughts and feelings once again,
Yet this path, which is life, filled with certain sorrow and strife,
Is something old and also something new?
Amazing it is that my own history is repeating itself.
And here I sit trying so hard for a thing that I now have, but is slipping away.
I know not why or even what I could do or say to save myself this day,
Is it me? Or is it something that was written long past?
What is it I am missing that I want so badly?
I have all I have ever asked for yet something is missing, sadly.
These words are new but also old and the name of these words, were just a fate yet untold.
How did I know and yet why again?

One day I met a special man.
At first, meeting was not in the plan.
Then one day he changed his mind.
That is because he is so kind.
Soon we decided to meet,
And he swept me off my feet.
As time went by,
He became "my guy".

Hugs N Kisses
Kim

- Cherry Blossom -

I do recall the year, it was early in the spring,
The sun was on high, looking ever splendidly...
When we went to the gardens, there to sing.
The pond where the swans swam elegantly...
Was clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue skies,
Near the fields where at night blazed fireflies.
The small path along it with the old wood rail,
Wound near some rugged cliffs we knew well.
And so, around the pond we found our way...
To the gardens, where we spent that fair day.

The hills were tall, the flagstones at our feet...
Were ancient and cracked, retaining the heat.
My sandals did not notice, as I walked along...
Whilst we went to gardens, singing our song.
The cherry blossoms were in bloom, in season,
And the tiny shrines stood so solemn nearby...
The maidens tended them for faithful reason,
For gods and ancestors they could never deny.
Pretty as the cherry blossoms along the path,
Past the pond that was the swans' cool bath.

We sat near the fountains, without any care,
Looking at the cherry trees all around there...
Watching the maidens in their sweet devotion,
Letting the hours pass like drops in the ocean.
Somewhere, a bell tower called out the time...
But we were singing, and so lost in the rhyme!
Only the Buddhist statues, did smile so wide...
As our hearts once did, where blossoms reside.
Still do those trees grow, and so every spring,
Do their blossoms blow, and so much joy bring!

As night came down and the fireflies did dance,
We walked in the woods where tall pines grew.
There, where old spirits awaken and do prance,
We said farewell to the day and to skies blue...
For the stars did herald a night of no less glory,
Than the day which I related early in this story.
By now the shrine maidens were saying prayers,
And the monks were walking along lonely stairs.
They saw not the wonders of the world like we,
As the night winds bring us each to our destiny.

They say it can't be because of our levels of part time and cp,
Yet I see your face when I step out of my car and it fills with glee.
When we hug I can feel your heart skip a beat as we hold time still,
Nothing to destroy the peace in the moment like a immunity pill.
You are beautiful even if you don't believe when I say it,
So I constantly do it to hope a flower blooms from your hearts pit.
Cause I know you have been hurt but so have I and I won't do you harm,
I'll just be here with love than a weird sense of humor with a charm.

I tip toes on hells boundaries
tha devil likes me too much shes says such n such
like smoke this tell them that, heres sum lust to cheat on ur gurl
in here belly dove forsure destined to endure hungry lik a lepord on a boar
from the core soul strecthed out from heart sore
n tha dark aluure fixed sight forget the falshlight
ill do it right with all my might stop n turn out of sight
silence cry demons rise im pushin against tides mind of lies
everywhich way thoughts heavy like ten ton beaches done layed
deck stacked n im all in to play break it down to recreate my own way
wait for tha full moon like a bear hybernate then come out to prey
im too far out there ridin stars throwin pennys at tha devils feet as i curse mars n saturn sarge
like a built charge thunder i miss her no wonder tha rain cloudy days dont go away
yu think its a game libra one of tha main flowin free like black blood within my veins strangs
like hittin tha guitars sound bound to emotional drown down n risin up for tha crown

Close my eyes my Jesus
Take me under your wings
I know I'm not as perfect as you desire
But i would love to hear the angels sing
My heart is getting weaker and weaker
And I'm just waiting for it to be all over
Will I see your eyes Dear Heavenly King
Or is your glory to bright for me to look in
Then let my eyes be blinded by your glory
For there is nothing on earth here for me
While the pitter and patter after the spoils of life
While they fight over dirt and live in strife
Didn't they hear you when you say
Your going to prepare a place for them for that special day
Why do we hear but not listed
Why have eyes and cannot see
Everything on this earth will be as dust
Yet we struggle and envy and be jealous and filled with lust
REMOVE ME! Oh God, I beg thee so
For this earth has made my spirit low
But everyday you open my eyes, I say thank you with tears in my eyes
But who can fool the Almighty one, you know my words are a lie
No more dream, no more sleep, no more desire to eat
Just a desperate desire my Jesus to lay at your feet

All age are obedient to love,
Any villages, cities,
She lived the millennia
And with us will always live!

While we are alive, feelings will be,
To give us happiness again and again,
Such fantastic miracle
"Love" is called simply!

We near it it is much better,
Much more purely and more safely,
It gives us inspiration,
The key from all doors is hidden in it!

Advent season has begun
It is more than just calendar fun
Opening each new day to see
What the surprise underneath will be

Imagine the world without the candle Hope
Without it how could we ever cope
Hope gives us a light in the dark
Even though it may be only a small spark

The World without Hope would be
Without light anywhere we could see
A place of nothing but despair and fear
With Darkness ruling over everywhere

This Hope came to us in the form of a newborn
Lighting His way into the world in human form
The human body died on the cross that past day
But the Holy Spirit and Hope are still alive today

are you love me
love me

are you hate me
hate me

but

listen to me
hear me

try to change
change me

from the first touch ...

try to change
change me ...

My lady ,,
What a beautiful to write for you ?? what a beautiful to write about a pardise from jasmine and lily irrigated from the kind rivers of your eyes ,you know what I see when I look in the paradise of your eyes , I see the jasmines coloured with shy and decent , I see the lily coloured with love and hope ,I see the beautiful of sweet basil and the spring flowers ,and inside the paradise of your eyes I do not know what I take or let , if I pick the jasmines the lily become jelouse , if I pick the lily the jasmines become jelouse and if I pick the both your eyelashes become jelouse , really I am in beautiful lost in the paradise of your eyes .
Do you know how much happiness I feel when I enter in the paradise of your eyes ?? I forget from the huge happiness I get all the other paradises in world and I see all the other world paradises is very small front of the wide beauty of your eyes paradise .
Do you know that when I kiss any flowers in the world , I taste your beauty scent and I found your warm breath mix with my breath and your blood flow in my arteries ,, ohhhhh from your warm breath ,, please my lady let me live inside the paradise of your eyes for ever and let me play and joy in them for the rest .
I send for you warm love flowing into the kindness rivers of the paradise of your eyes .
With love,
khaled